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... the nearby club, her steps echoing in the quiet. The place was close to their apartment, which was why she had picked the job—it saved on time and late-night Uber fares. When she got home, the soft glow of a lamp illuminated Chione sitting on the couch, her face calm but serious.
"We’re moving," Chione said flatly, her voice as cool as her namesake.
Atlanta blinked, dropping her bag on the couch. "Wait, what? We just got here. What’s the rush, I like it here already?"
Chi ...
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